The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

After Li Fan was beaten, he was extremely happy when he returned home. He lay drunk on the kang and giggled, and vomited from time to time.

The whole room was filled with the stench of his vomit.

Zhuang Xinqing looked at the smelly Li Fan and didn't want to help him clean up. She wished she could beat him again while he was drunk.

Li Fan looked at her and waved to her, "Daughter-in-law, come here."

Zhuang Xinqing couldn't go, but now that it was cold outside at night, she couldn't go out and could only sit far away from Li Fan.

When Li Fan saw that she was ignoring him, he suddenly became angry, jumped off the kang, rushed towards Zhuang Xinqing, raised his hand and slapped her.

"Ah——" Zhuang Xinqing screamed, covering her face and trying to hide away.

Li Fan stretched out his hand and pulled her hair, and said in a sinister voice: "I told you to come over, but you can't hear me?"

Zhuang Xinqing was so pulled that she gasped, "Brother Fan, your loosened hair makes my scalp hurt."

"I know it hurts, why don't you obey me?" Li Fan didn't care about her and dragged her to the kang by her hair.

Zhuang Xinming was in so much pain that he had no choice but to follow him to the kang.

Li Fan didn't show any sympathy for her, so he stretched out his hand to tear off her clothes and went straight to the point.

Zhuang Xinqing lay on the kang and shed tears. Li Fan probably drank too much. Halfway through the task, he vomited and vomited all over Zhuang Xinqing's head. It was sour and smelly.

After vomiting, he felt comfortable and turned over and fell asleep.

Zhuang Xinqing looked at the kang, her body and face were covered with the filth he spit out. She completely collapsed. She really wanted to kill this bastard Li Fan.

In a rage, she found the scissors in the sewing basket. Her hands were shaking as she held the scissors.

Step by step, she climbed onto the kang and moved to Li Fan. Seeing that he was sleeping very soundly and snoring, Zhuang Xinqing raised the scissors high, but her hands shook even more.

She wanted to kill Li Fan, but what happened after killing him?

What should she do?

She was a murderer, and she couldn't escape.

With a bang, she threw the scissors aside, sat there and cried.

She couldn't kill anyone, but she couldn't stay here anymore and let him beat and scold her.

She wants to run, she wants to get out of here.

She randomly dealt with the dirt on her body, hurriedly grabbed a few clothes, took away all Li Fan's money, and ran outside.

The night was dark and windy, and it was freezing cold outside. Zhuang Xinqing was carrying a small baggage and didn't know where to go.

She needed a letter of introduction to go to a distant place, and she couldn't walk too far with her feet, but to a nearby place, Li Fan would catch her sooner or later, and she didn't know what to do.

So I squatted next to a pile of wheat straw in the wheat field and cried.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, Zhuang Xinqing was startled, and she hid in the wheat pile.

The visitor heard a noise from the wheat straw pile and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhuang Xinqing immediately recognized the voice of a butcher in the village. He butchered pigs in the town, which was considered a formal job. I heard he was paid ten yuan a month.

Sometimes he would steal a piece of meat from the slaughterhouse, so the family's life was very comfortable.

Zhuang Xinqing's heart moved. She couldn't run away, and she had no chance with Qin Zheng. So could other men. As long as she could leave Li Fan, she would be with anyone.

Thinking of this, she timidly came out of the straw, with tears in her eyelashes, and said pitifully: "Brother, it's me."

Butcher Li heard the weak female voice, frowned, and asked, "Who are you?"